Poems

Be Lifted Up

The hour has come when the Son of Man be lifted up

He is received up to heaven in victory

And seated in the right hand of Father

People from far and wide see this enlightening ray

That filled the Earth from the love of his grace

 

Holy hands be lifted up

Meek and poor rise up to soar

To tell the world of this majestic ray

That comes and swallows the chains of death

 

Mightier and mightier stands he at the gates

And Judgment follows at his call

Ever and ever he will be named

A name higher than any other name

 

What is this shout of alarming cry?

Is this not the mighty power making the dead arise?

The song that still sings and worship shall still speak of wonders

How unspeakable is the hour of praise?

When the congregation lifts up his name to pray

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